How to Rush Challenger with RATIRL
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rushing challenger with kassadin would've been faster 😈🌂
MOTS
MOTS TWIST HIS BALLS
He can goomba stomp to challenger with lvl 16 >:)
MOOOOOOOOOOOO
I hope yamato continues like this, like it was before, no excessive psycho screaming, just vibes with the odd funny rage
he's only chill because he's in pepega elo
@@Ecliptor. possibly true, or Korea ranked participants baboosh his brain
Null Sphere
Active: Kassadin 😈🌂 fires an orb of void energy at the target enemy that deals magic damage and disrupts their ongoing channels.
Magic Damage:65 / 95 / 125 / 155 / 185 (+ 70% AP)
He also gains a shield that absorbs magic damage for 1.5 seconds.
Magic Shield Strength:80 / 110 / 140 / 170 / 200 (+ 30% AP)
wtf that spell sounds rly op it should get nerfed
👍
MOOOTS GET HIM
PASSIVE: Kassadin's basic attacks deal 20 (+ 10% AP) bonus magic damage On-hit icon on-hit.
Nether Blade
ACTIVE: Kassadin empowers his next basic attack within 5 seconds to have an Relentless Force 2 uncancellable windup, gain Range icon 50 bonus range, deal increased bonus magic damage, and restore Mana icon mana, with the restoration amount quintupled against Champion icon champions.
INCREASED BONUS MAGIC DAMAGE:
50 / 75 / 100 / 125 / 150 (+ 80% AP)
MANA RESTORED:»
4 / 4.5 / 5 / 5.5 / 6% of missing mana
Nether Blade Bladework resets Kassadin's basic attack timer.
Mots permaban this guy from breathing irl (ingame)
This kind of content with less scream, more funny/more gameplay wise is really good
Let's make this channel big
Honestly, it kinda just is like this when he plays with rat tbh xD like he insta starts smiling
moooootttssss
@@mookelhimself8260 sussy
Noone asked u
Dat Purple Orianna Skin and Chroma really reminds me of a specific League of Legend champion who's known for being a natural counter to AP Champions. He's melee AP Assasin with lots of mobility and lots of damage that scales really good throughout the game. I wonder which champion could that be?? Maybe a Kas...😈🌂 Daniel it's me 😈🌂 You can't run 😈🌂 Your life is null and void without me 😈🌂 Take the Kassadin Pill😈🌂EUW and Kassadin are yearing for your return 😈🌂
MOTS tickle his balls
MOOOOTS
Honestly watching the Professional play strong champs is good reminder of why he is called the professional. Reverse Babus where he's positive win rate off mains.
It's funny that in RATIRL's TH-cam channel this game captioned "RATIRL and YamatosDeath STRUGGLE in Gold" and in Yamatos's channel "How to Rush Challenger with RATIRL"
Ty Yamato for the effort you are putting into your videos. It makes me happy :D
The one whom the desert knows can rush faster because he blinks, but be careful, the mana cost will also double 😈🌂
damn i loved this kind of video. less screaming and much more funnier relaxing chill content. Amazing
keep the content coming bro ❤
The effort you are putting into the TH-cam will pay off, it scales just like kassadin.
My two favorite players in one game. You guys are the best!
Your editor unironically made the video so much better than rats
That dono and reaction at 8:37 gets me everytime
i love watching you bothh together, good vibes
Really good content yamator keep it up yamator
hmm you played a mage... Yamato, [REDACTED] is dissapointed in you. He's angry now. You should unleash him for him to become happy again, Daniel.
this video inspired me yamato. thank you and mr ratirl
i like the new anton! you and rat are hilarious together
Drut and Baus playing jax, and now Yamato playing mages, it's joever
I love watching u and rat playing together
This makes me happy to see
The pitch to like/subscribe was made complete by the equally blown up loop of anime boobas in the corner that I hadn't even noticed until that zoom in, lmao.
nice video!
Very nice video yimit :)
U have to play ksante next extremly skilled champ
ty yimit for gaping my hole with wholesome syndra :) Really shouldve dodged xD
I like your content Yamatao
ily yamato
LOVE U YIMIT
DANIEL... THE VOID WALKER IS NEED
Yamatos ure cool keep it up
Love you
This YamatosDeath guy is kinda funny! Maybe I should watch him stream?
Good video
hello yamato :)
yes
oke chill man
12:30 that picture fucken killed me wtf
DAAAAAANIIIIEELLL KASSSSSSSADINIO KAPPA
hey yamato,
im here to help with the algorithm :)
why no kassadin?
Boosting algorithm!
ok high key yimits videos better than ret in real life
cool video smile
when KASSADEEEEEEEN PLAY VOID WALKA
WAIT ARE THEY SERIOUSLY NERFING KASSADIN?
"Finally I am the PDF" what has szn 13 done to yamato.... freak sznn...
Talon when
omg no yamato dont hold me hostage with a finger gun that'd be so baaaaad~
he turned to the dark side
i loved the video!
this video is very kappa chungus 😹😹
15:55 XD
DISHH DISHH DISHHH
incoming
hello yamatos life
was this before or after you made him rage go offline ;p
Ratirl: RATIRL and YamatosDeath STRUGGLE in Gold
Yamato:
Yamato
apperantly kayn mother not alive
Yamato Syndra dopamine
hahahaha kappa why u rage bro
Hello Yamato
Assassadin 😈🌂
A little background music would make the videos a bit relaxing to watch ngl, not even some loud stuff just some really quite background stuff. So we don't hear silence when nothing happens
hello yamato
The last ori game was fkin insane
hi yamato
12:34 yimit neutron ? mots
lol nice match history
Just wait till u hit lowemasta
WHOM DOES THE DESERT KNOW?
BY L J GOULDING
Shurima is dying. I do not think she will rise again.
The emptiness that writhes in the very bones of my homeland is a malignant, unspeakable thing. It spreads. It devours. Its merest touch is death. A thousand deaths-a thousand, times a thousand, times a thousand. Perhaps once there were some who could stand against it and hope to prevail, but no longer.
I walk here, alone, in the darkest places beneath the world, and I see it with my own eyes, through the finely crafted lenses of my helm. What is seen cannot be unseen, and what is known cannot be forgotten. Not here. I am weary, so very weary.
Still, I walk.
I can no longer feel the ground beneath me, nor the bare rock of the cavern walls, but so, too, am I spared the worst of the numbing winds that rise from the depths. I give thanks for that, for truly this is a chill beyond the desert’s night. I have sat upon the endless plain of the Sai Faraj beneath the first moon of winter, and yet never known anything like this. It is the deep cold of the Void, which the ancients-in their ignorance-might have named as their underworld, and the source of all evil in the mortal realm.
The truth is worse, I think. The air itself feels wrong, and unnatural, throbbing with a fierce, purple un-light that pains the mind.
And from the shadows that even my eyes cannot pierce, you come.
Three. Four. Maybe five. It is difficult to say. A hundred and more of your kind have I faced, and slain. Your howls echo in the gloom, but I do not fear you, for you have already taken everything I ever had.
My wife; my beloved. My daughter; our binsikhi, our little explorer. I call out their names, as I always do, to remind myself why it is that I fight. Then I raise my gauntlet.
For all your teeth and your claws and your ravenous rage, you cannot defeat me. Either I will strike you down, back to the pit… or you will send me into the hereafter, and I will finally be at peace. I will be with them once more.
Either way, I will win. No, you cannot defeat me, you who are shayatin, the beasts of the last infinity…
In my other hand, I clutch the stone tightly. Its foreign magic has kept me alive this long-long enough to delve far, far beneath the wastelands of old Icathia. It holds your corruption at bay, though at what cost to my flesh and my spirit, I cannot guess, for this smallest of trinkets now thrums in time with my own heart. That fearful rhythm is not the pulse of life, or magic, or any other wholesome thing, but of oblivion itself. Of that much, I am certain.
Back, beast. Stay back.
The Nether Blade snaps out from my gauntleted wrist, into the air between us.
Yes. Yes, you know this weapon, don’t you. You all remember it.
Where only moments ago you hungered for my flesh, now you are wary. Now you hesitate. You circle. Those of you that have eyes cannot take them from the blade’s shimmering edge. Even you must know, I think, that this thing was not made for mortal hands, or mortal souls. It was made by clever magic, by men who were no longer men, and who now are nothing at all. Would you remember them too, I wonder?
You screech and hiss, and stamp at the uneven ground. It would be easy to imagine that you hate all living things-but you do not hate us, I think. Not truly. You do not know what hate is.
Hate is the fire that burned in the immortal hearts of the god-warriors when they saw your kind spilling out into the world. Hate was what drove them against you, again and again, though they knew it would almost certainly be their doom…
Yes, this weapon remembers you. It remembers how to end you.
Horok, it was, that struck the first telling blow against your masters. Great and mighty Horok of the Ascended Host, whose name shall live forever. He is the Finder of Hidden Ways, and the One Who Follows After. It was Horok who first dared to face you down here, in the darkness, away from the light of the sun that had given him his strength. It was Horok who first bore the Nether Blade unto the Void’s vile heart.
And it was Horok who showed his brothers and sisters how to defeat the abyss.
I am no Ascended hero of Shurima, no god-warrior to be remembered in the grand halls of that ruined empire. I am but a man. I am a grieving father, and a child of the sai in my own time. From the dust I came, and to the dust I shall return soon enough.
But not yet. For now, I walk as Horok once walked, and I do this with his blade held out before-
The closest of you lunges. Horned shell and razor-sharp talons graze my side as I twist away, breath rasping through the pipes in my mask. For a moment I am blind, trapped inside this meager armored suit of my own devising.
Then I bring the Nether Blade up sharply, cleaving through what on any other creature could be called a neck.
The sinuous body crashes down, and I feel the weapon’s aching hunger in my sword arm, in the sourness at the back of my tongue, like the aftertaste of a scream. Who will be next? Which of you will try?
The desert knows Horok. His name shall live forever. Even when he was betrayed by the tyrant Ne’Zuk, to his death, none would claim the bladed gauntlet from Horok’s wrist. As far as the god-warriors had fallen, even they could not deny that these lands might be threatened by the Voidborn once again, in some unseen future, and this great weapon should be ready.
This is my land. Such horrors walk here now, openly, and I cannot allow it. I will plunge this blade into the creeping nothingness beneath Shurima, as I have a dozen times before.
Was it destiny? No. Nothing so noble as destiny. It was fated, I think, that I knew where this thing might be found. I led the echnebi treasure-seekers to Horok’s mausoleum on the banks of the Kahleek many years ago-back then I sought nothing more than their Piltovan gold, so that I might provide for my family. I gladly helped break open the tomb that had remained sealed for thousands of years. The Nether Blade was not the prize the echnebi sought, but they deemed it valuable all the same.
Some in the tribes called me mercenary. Some called me a traitor. All I know is, in the strange days since then, Horok’s mausoleum has been utterly consumed by the enemy. Were it not for those treasure-seekers and the bounty they paid me, this weapon would now be lost. Like my people. My family.
Unlike them, when the time came, the blade was something I could find again.
Kas sai a dyn. Whom does the desert know?
The desert does not know you, beast. You are not welcome here. You are lost in this ancient land of gods and men.
But the desert knows my name, for that is my name.
Not once have I lost my way. I know exactly where I am, and how many more paces it would be to the doom of all things. I will atone for what I have done, and that which I have not.
And I will defy you until the end
Yamato is ratirl supposed to be annie because you are on your pdf file extension arc?
12:33 hahahahahahahahhaa
Are they together again?
please dont shoot me yimit
Did you know that Talon is responsible for 25% of first bloods?
Kassadin feels rly good rn why doesnt he play it
Hello yamato
17:02 this is familiar
🔮💜💟🚺🟣 purple massaging
pls dont shoot i have liked, commented, and subscribed
kayn mother alive?
rat in real life
should have played kassadin before he is getting nerfed next patch.
I love yimit
Yamat😊
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bob low
Kassadin
daddy yimit 😊😊😊
hello ymt
yamato went from sigma to soy boy so sad
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Hello yimit 😁😄